Star Trace Gate

Deep inside Mount Bulao, in the tombs of the Twenty-Four Heavenly Kings, cool winds whistled and ghostly shadows danced.

Poison Wine Pot squatted beside a stone tablet and whispered to Weng Sanren, "Walk past the stone tablet and go forward ten steps, then stand there and wait. If you faintly hear the sound of children playing, call them with your consciousness and communicate with them."

Under the soft moonlight, the nine big characters on the stone tablet are very eye-catching.

"Dragon Lord's Tomb, anyone who dares to enter will be killed."

Weng Sanren pointed at the stone tablet and asked with a squinting look, "Anyone who takes one step without permission will die. You actually asked me to take ten steps?! You want me to die without even a bone left. You deserve to be killed!"

The Poison Wine Pot looked at this extremely cowardly "Emperor's favorite" and suddenly felt a headache, so he didn't say anything nice: "The fortune teller said that you can marry Chang'e in this life, but do you have that fate? This is just a warning to scare thieves, how can it be so weird?"

"I always respect words of warning." Weng Sanren was as cautious as an old lady from Chaoyang.

"..." Poison Wine Pot said helplessly, "Master Buddha and the others must have reached the exit by now. We two really don't have much time left."

Weng Sanren insisted on doing it to the end, gritting his teeth and saying, "If you want me to feel at ease, you must demonstrate it first."

"The emperor is so foolish that he would send a coward like you to handle such an important matter." After cursing in his heart, the poisonous wine pot stood up and walked past the stone tablet, taking twenty steps forward.

Soon, he stood in the night wind with his eyes closed, as if he had entered some mysterious state.

"Did you see? There is no danger here." The voice of the poisoned wine pot floated into Weng Sanren's ears, and he added softly: "The thing I want to take has already awakened its intelligence, but it is still in a state of ignorance, just like a child. If you call it in a gentle manner, they will be very happy and will not hurt you."

"Okay, I understand. You can go back." When Weng Sanren replied, he turned his head and looked around.

After he finished speaking, the poison wine pot quietly retreated outside the stone tablet, and after giving Weng Sanren a few instructions, he was ready to take action.

……

Tongling Tunnel, exit of Shanwai Road.

Big Fat Dragon and Ghost-Headed Knife, led Niu Xi and others, and after waiting for about an incense stick of time, they saw Baihua Fairy returning alone.

"Is the road ahead safe? Where is the young master?" asked the fat dragon.

"The mountains are quiet. The young master and I have been running for several miles. We have explored the official road and the forest, and found nothing unusual." The Flower Fairy said in a clear voice: "The terrain ahead is open and it is not easy to set an ambush. The young master is waiting by the roadside. You can follow me and leave here."

When the family members heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and some women even cried for joy.

Too many unexpected events happened tonight, and everyone present was prepared for the possibility of being ambushed at any time, so they walked the entire journey in fear.

Phew... Now we can finally leave safely, everyone's nervousness has been relieved, and the atmosphere of the whole team has become more active.

"Let's go." Gui Toudao urged a little anxiously: "The longer the night, the more troubles there are. Let's leave early."

"Yeah, let's go quickly." A young general echoed.

In this way, everyone followed the Fairy of Flowers, rushed through the forest, and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.

However, no one saw Ren Ye on the road leading to Lingnan.

The deserted official road is overgrown with weeds.

Guitoudao faced the cold wind, his eyes looking around a little uneasily, but still did not see the familiar figure.

He paused for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking Bai Hua Xian, "Where is the young master? Why can't I see him here?"

"Huh, that's strange. He was clearly waiting here just now." The Flower Fairy also showed a puzzled expression, and stood on tiptoe to look around in a slightly naive manner.

After a while, she turned her head with frowning eyebrows and said softly: "He is cautious by nature. Maybe he went to explore the road ahead? After all, this is the last errand. He definitely doesn't want to make any mistakes..."

"Yes, yes." Gui Toudao nodded with a smile, his expression relaxed, but strong doubts arose in his heart.

Not far away, Niu Xi looked at Big Fat Dragon and the others, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you all for your help tonight. I will always remember your life-saving grace. If we meet again someday, I will drink until I am drunk."

"Thanks for your kindness, Deputy Commander. We will see each other again in the future." The Flower Fairy came over and replied heroically.

The fat dragon, on the other hand, just nodded blankly but didn't say anything else.

Since everyone was escaping for their lives, and the Six Gentlemen had already completed their mission by sending them here, there was naturally no possibility of excessive greeting. They only chatted a few words with each other, and then the group of guards escorted their families away quickly.

A sudden cool breeze blew on the deserted official road covered with weeds. The fat dragon looked far to the north, watching the group of people who were supporting each other to escape. Among them were famous generals who once dominated southern Xinjiang, old people, children, and women who had lived in fear for half their lives.

The cold wind blew up the ends of his hair, and he came back to his senses slowly. With a tiny movement that only he could perceive, he bowed from afar to the receding crowd.

"Virtue carries all things... it's too late."

A sigh arose, but no one could hear it.

Not far away, a dozen soldiers who were preparing to go back together to report were standing on both sides of the road, waiting quietly.

"Young Master hasn't come back yet?" The Fat Dragon asked with a normal expression when he turned around.

The Flower Fairy shook her head.

Next to him, Gui Tou Dao looked at the quiet mountains and forests around him, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He suddenly turned around and said, "He is alone. If he encounters danger, it will be difficult for him to escape. I will go find him..."

Upon hearing this, the Flower Fairy did not respond.

The fat dragon smiled and said, "Haha, OK, I'll go with you."

……

The Tombs of the Twenty-Four Heavenly Kings are outside the Tomb of the Dragon Lord.

Weng Sanren stood ten steps away from the stone tablet, his eyes closed, as if he was in some special state of meditation.

"Hush, shh, baby, have a chicken..."

He murmured to himself as if he was coaxing a child.

Two miles ahead, there is a huge tomb mound that looks like a small hill, visibly rising in the field of vision, which is out of tune with the surrounding scenery.

"rustle……"

A burst of hurried footsteps echoed at the edge of the big grave.

The Poison Wine Pot came to the northwest corner of the tomb with ease, and looked up to see a towering tree that was nearly a hundred meters high.

This big tree is extremely lush. Standing here, its luxuriant green leaves and branches block out the sun, just enough to cover a corner of the grave.

The green leaves of this big tree are shaped like water drops, emerald green and evenly distributed; the trunk is at least seven or eight meters long in diameter, brown in color, winding upward to the sky.

It stands beside the grave, and every few breaths it flashes a gentle green light, which looks magical.

When Poison Wine Pot saw the tree, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "It seems that my previous guess was correct. Everything related to the planning of Qingliang Mansion will evolve in this secret realm; and those that are irrelevant will be covered up by the way of heaven. Haha, it's really interesting."

He smiled and looked between the branches of the tree. He vaguely saw a few very sparse fruits that were flashing a faint fluorescence.

After a careful check, there were exactly eight fruits.

This tree is called the Wuxiang Tree, and the fruit on the tree is called the Wuxiang Fruit.

According to the records of Thousand Poisons, if Ren wants to cure the plague in Qingliang Prefecture, he needs three rare treasures as medicine. He has already obtained the first two, and now the only one he has not found is the Wuxiang Fruit.

Outside the secret realm, the Wuxiang Fruit in the Bulao Mountain had long been taken away by Guanfeng, in order to block all of Ren Ye's ways out.

Moreover, it takes too long for the Wuxiang tree to produce fruit. Although the Wuxiang tree is so lush here, there are only eight left.

There are many legends about the Wuxiang Tree. Some say that if a child swallows a bite of the Wuxiang Fruit, he will gain the wisdom of a sage; others say that if a person with supernatural powers takes a bite, he will be able to improve his cultivation... The truth of these rumors cannot be confirmed due to the rarity of the Wuxiang Fruit.

But one thing is certain: the most important color pigment in the Wuxiang pottery figurines that Ren Ye and others had taken away before was the colored powder ground from the Wuxiang fruit core.

In short, this thing is also a treasure in the world.

Poison Wine Pot stood under the tree and sighed, "Little Prince Huai, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame the ladder in Qingliang Mansion. It's too tempting."

After saying that, he took out several iron rings from the space of consciousness and put them on his right arm first. Then he showed his magical powers, stomped on the tree trunk quickly with his feet, jumped up, and flew straight upwards.

The several iron rings on his right arm are called Soul-Sealing Rings, which are special magic weapons used to obtain the Wuxiang Fruit.

The Wuxiang Fruit is considered ripe only after it contains spiritual charm, and once it is picked, the spiritual charm will dissipate.

Therefore, it must be restrained with a special soul-sealing ring and cannot be taken into the consciousness space.

Under the moonlight, Weng Sanren closed his eyes tightly, coaxing the eight Lingyuns as if he was coaxing a child.

On the tree trunk, the poison wine pot was climbing quickly like a monkey.

Finally, he crawled to the place near the first fruit, reached out to pick up an iron ring, and aimed carefully.

At this moment, the poison wine pot is like Lao Liu who is squatting on a tree and trying to eat chicken by throwing grenades.

He concentrated and held his breath, aimed carefully, and then threw the iron ring with a swish sound.

"Ong!"

A flash of light appeared, and the iron ring was firmly put on the peach-sized Wuxiang Fruit, and they fell to the ground together with a whoosh.

Become!

A smile appeared on the corner of Poison Wine Pot's mouth, and he continued to climb steadily.

"Whoosh."

"Whizzing."

One, two, three...

It took him nearly two quarters of an hour to knock down all eight fruits. He was as tired as a dog, squatting on the tree, sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

Excessive use of supernatural powers on the Wuxiang Tree may bring about ominous consequences, so this is still a physical job.

He was extremely careful throughout the process, fearing that the dirty things in the tomb would revive.

After resting for a while, he jumped down.

"Oh!"

After his feet landed steadily on the ground, he looked at the ground with a smile on his face, but his expression suddenly became dull.

After three breaths, the poison wine pot angrily cursed: "Damn my dear mother, where the fuck am I!!?"

He suddenly looked into the distance and saw Weng Sanren still in meditation.

At this moment, a scammer who was squatting under a small tree not far away, trying to win the game without doing anything, whispered: "Peking Man, friend?!"

……

On October 10.1, I went back to my hometown to attend a wedding. I wrote two chapters on the highway. My laptop ran out of battery, so I used a tablet and keyboard to finish writing. It took me half an hour to write in sections.

This chapter is a little late, happy National Day everyone.

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